The heavens declare the glory of God, and the skies announce what his hands have made. Day after day they tell the story; night after night they tell it again. They have no speech or words; they have no voice to be heard. But their message goes out through all the world; their words go everywhere on earth. The sky is like a home for the sun. The sun comes out like a bridegroom from his bedroom. It rejoices like an athlete eager to run a race. The sun rises at one end of the sky and follows its path to the other end. Nothing hides from its heat.
Psalms 19 بخوێنەوە
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هەموو وەشانەکان بەراورد بکە: Psalms 19:1-6
ئایەتەکان پاشەکەوت بکە، ئۆفلاین بخوێنەرەوە، سەیری کلیپی فێرکاری بکە و زۆر شتی تر!
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